Meri halat kharab hone lagi…Pehle to maine control kiya bt kafi der tak unke waise hi rehne par maine himmat karke apna ek hath unke boob par rakha�...�Aunty ne koi reaction nhi diya to mai dhire dhire blouse k upar se hi unke boob press karne laga….Bht maza aa rha tha….Mere lund fully erect hogaya…Phir wo aunty thoda hili to maine apna hath hata liya…But I was shock jab aunty ne apna sar mere chest se utha kar mere kandhe par rakha aur dhire se mere kan me kaha”ruk kyu gaye…Dabao na”…Aur unhone. One evening after a movie, she was going through my small library and pulled out my rare copy of Story of 'O'. "What's this"? she asked. I suggested she read it & find out. When she left, she took it with her.Two weeks later, we were out for dinner. "About that book", she said, "is that what you're into"? I told her I resented the question, and by no means was I going to be put in a position to explain myself. She said she was sorry, and didn't mean to sound as if she were judging me.I asked if. We came up for air 15 seconds too late. " I just kissed my first boy" she squealed. She moved down the blankets until her face was in level in with my lower stomach and gave me little kisses saying "Mom used to kiss me when I hurt". At this point I was in either heaven or hell and I just couldn't decide. Almost unbelievably I blurted "It hurts much lower I fell when I came in and I was really dizzy". She looked at me with a funny look on her face as realisation or what passes for sexual. “Right Mike you saw me fingering myself do you wanna know why,” Mike shakes his head and Avril stops smiling and puts on a dominating tone of voice. “I was jerking off, why because doing a show makes me hot, why does it make me hot well on stage I think of all little dickbags like you wanking away to me and that makes me so so….” Avril stops in mid sentence and kisses Mike. Mike is so stunned that this mega star is kissed him that he just stands there in awe. Avril breaks the kiss and steps.